I moved.Before he could rise, I crossed the distance, springing with the speed of a rakshasa. We were predators, unlike humans. We didn’t have to be...trained to be killers, we simply were. A single leap carried me behind him. I landed, the dagger moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.And then he froze as he felt the sharp edge pressing in his throat. Blood flowed. His smelled delicious.“Do you feel death, warrior?” I asked, my left hand running across his bald head, loving. Nice tits.Mary started pulling up on her shirt. “Take off the leash, Don't touch the collar” I said with a little smile, anticipating a small fail as I didn't see how that was possible.She let go of her shirt, grabbed the leash running her hand up to the clasp and released it never touching the collar.Pulling off her shirt Mary looked at me and realized I was watching her eyes not her naked skin and stopped for a moment. Just an instant and saw me take a breath to yell at her and undid her. Sam smiled back, said, "Sure!" and quickly snuggling up to Steve just as effectively as Judy had been."Really Sam, thanks for being so helpful," said Steve looking down at her cute face and then, placing a crooked finger under her chin, lifting her face to his, gave her a light but very sensual kiss.When the kiss ended, Sam said, "You're welcome." Then added, "That was so nice. Can we do it again? You know, kiss?"Steve didn't answer but just leaned toward her, again lifting her chin with the. Oh, this is so naughty.”“You just love it, don’t you?” I purred. “Almost as much as you love my big, strong son’s cock fucking your pussy.”“Almost,” she agreed, nodding her flushing face. “Oh, Ms ... I mean, Vicky, suck my nipple.”“Suck her nipple,” I purred, kissing down her body. I loved her stomach while my sister squeezed both of Pam’s tits, fingers sinking into firm flesh. Pam gasped, her nipples quivering while Vicky licked back and forth across them.I licked around Pam’s stomach. She was.